-: Hey guys this is my first fic so be nice ok? I'd love to hear feedback and I hope to update as often as I can. Much love so read and review okay? :)

I do not own anything. That is J.K Rowling's doing.

The Hogwarts express was as busy as any other year previously. An eleven year old boy came bouncing through the wall of platform 9 and ¾'s; the first noticeable aspect of his appearance would be the untamed, jet-black hair that could not lie flat on his head. Spectacles were perched on the end of his nose circling round hazel orbs filled with excitement.

"Dad! Come on, I'm going to miss the train, then what would people think of me," sighed James Potter, grabbing his fathers upper arm dragging him along.

"James you have 15 minutes until the train will set off, now come here I need to talk to you," Charlus Potter spoke, his face filled with admiration for his son's enthusiasm for the adventure his son was about to face; "I'm so proud of you son, I know you will thrive and succeed with everything you set out to accomplish. You have your mother's intelligence, if only she would be here to see you now, she would be in tears. However, you have my humor and wit so I hope it does not get you into too much trouble in the years to come. I'll miss you my boy, make friends and have the time of your life, there's no other time like living and studying at Hogwarts. Trust me."

James Potter eyed his father curiously, "Since when did you become so sentimental? Isn't that the woman's job?" He asked his father with an added wink.

Before Charlus could reply there was a deafening whistle alerting James there was two minutes boarding time left. He wrapped his arms around his father and bid him farewell as he rushed onto the train with a new found anticipation and excitement, sending butterflies in every direction within his stomach.

After wondering around the train for ten minutes to find an empty compartment, James gave up and entered a compartment with just one occupant. "Alright if I squeeze in here? Everywhere else is full." announced James as he sat on the seat opposing the stranger. The boy had black long hair that looked in need of a cut, along with grey eyes that were focused on a magazine in hand; labeled 'Mischief Mayhem' James smirked as his eyes skimmed over the title, thinking he did right in choosing this particular boy to befriend.

"Might as well, seen as you voluntarily sat down without waiting a reply," answered the boy in question, "the name's Sirius Black."

James involuntary stiffened at the last word that escaped the boy's mouth, his eyes wide with momentary shock. "Black? As in Walburga's boy?"

"Bloody hell, ease up a little mate, my family are crazy, all self important and bla bla bla. I don't agree with anything they say… So, are you going to tell me who you are?" Asked Sirius with an amused smirk playing at his lips as James began to relax a little.

"James Potter. Nice book you are reading there, planning on making the Black name even more hated?"

Before Sirius could answer, the compartment door swung open and a petite girl with auburn hair approached, "Please can we join you? No other compartment's are available I'm afraid." After a nod of approval from the two boys, the girl entered and sat next to James, who was quickly followed by a boy that had a frown plastered on his face, framed with greasy black hair like curtains and a hook shaped nose.

Sirius continued his conversation with James not bothered by the newcomers to the compartment, "Where are you heading, if you've got the choice?" he asked, curiosity filling his eyes.

"Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart! Like my dad… Got a problem with that?" James asked turning to the boy in the corner who was sniggering and interrupted their conversation. The boy answered, "No. If you'd rather be brawny than brainy…"

The girl elbowed her friend in his ribs, as the boy responded with a groan she shouted, "Severus!" looking at him disapprovingly. As a result of Severus' actions, the girl bid James and Sirius goodbye and dragged Severus out of the compartment.

"Severus? What a name. I think he would much rather prefer Snivellus, has a ring to it, do you not think?" James asked, as he could not retain the smirk playing at his lips. Sirius matched that smirk and said, "Oh it matches him perfectly, we now pronounce you SNIVELLUS!" While pointing in the direction of Severus' departure, standing and bowing while bursting into laughter, soon joined by James.

The ride on the Hogwarts Express from then on was filled with laughter and an occasional bang from a certain carriage in particular. The two boys had found a new friendship within each other and the bond that would never be broken had been made.

Okay so what did you think? I've tried to introduce the characters as I think they should be interpretted.